English Breakfast Heritage Losse Thee

The first steep smells like a proper Victorian breakfast—rich and brisk, no harsh bite. I’ve been making it with a splash of milk every morning since the tin arrived, and the leaves hold up for two solid cups. Enough history in the cup to make me feel like royalty, honestly.

The malty depth is exactly what I want first thing in the morning, and it stands up to milk without turning weak. A proper nod to the Edinburgh tradition that actually feels like a story in every cup.

The story about Queen Victoria sold me on trying this, and I'm glad it did—the loose leaves brew up strong and malty, perfect with a splash of milk first thing in the morning. It's become my daily ritual.